Well it's slow flow, D-O-double-G, nigga See other fools but you can't see me, nigga Who am I? (It's motherfucker) Do or die (We gives a motherfucker) So your roll, I'm In Control like Janet The loc-est year old nigga that's on this planet Take it for granted, if ya want to, 'cause I'm Grab my strap clear the corner, bitch!!
So all my bitches and my niggas and my and my bitches Wave your motherfucking in the air And if you don't give a Like we don't give a Wave motherfucking fingers in the air So all my and my bitches and my bitches and my niggas Wave your hands in the air And if you don't a fuck Like we don't a fuck Wave your hands in the air
Now on a one, two, three who it be with a group of gangsta shit for ninety-three So ninety-four's arrived nigga, on up And let me and my Dogg Kurupt fuck up Now can't nobody see me or there Wherever I bails, I put it down on the 'cause ain't shit for sale in the the beat flossing off gold D's And my cousin Snoop well, you know what I mean And it don't take much, for the Dogg Pound to a cap In ass, for getting us all fucked up Now check it, a calling for niggas like Doggs Who supposed to be the shit, but bitching like hogs (Yes y'all) Walk the (yes y'all) Yiggy y'all Stay full of that gin and juice and a ball
I a strap, like that, I kicks it like this Now how many must get dick? Before they say, that Daz is that from back in the day Ya never ever I'd see him busting with Dr. Dre Cause I grips mics, I rips mics in be coming to my flat so I can tap that ass
So all my and my niggas and my niggas and my bitches your motherfucking hands in the air And if you don't give a Like we give a shit your motherfucking fingers in the air So all my niggas and my bitches and my and my niggas your motherfucking hands in the air And if you give a fuck Like we give a fuck your motherfucking hands in the air
You're headed my way, nigga you best to hit a quick So what's happening? I'm capping shit up like a flick The kinpin of the clique, top 17 shot cocked, so all nigga drop The run of the mill get broke off for trying to serve The best era, peep the terror, 'cause it's a murder fest I smoke everyday, so what have we Another motherfucker, getting served like some Now who, (ruff rhymes) I got full Juice like 2Pac (plus I'm) with two Glocks Fly motherfuckers see Kurupt Hell-raising like Pinhead, beware I'm shit the fuck up Slow roll, like your legs was broken Who's joking? Rakim joked, so why should I loc? Now that's my idol, check the vital flow doe em like Flo Jo, stranded on Death Row Mediocre die 'cause I'm serving it They can't fuck with or see me I'm murdering (Smoking indo, out my window I suppose) Yeah (Niggas don't understand how we different flows) (I'm raw like new footage) I'm rugged like a BF (Bring your whole set and get your lynched) (Drop to your like a dog in heat) the murderous styles and the poetical techniques
So all my bitches and my and my niggas and my bitches Wave motherfucking hands in the air And if you give a shit Like we don't give a Wave motherfucking fingers in the air So all my and my bitches and my bitches and my niggas Wave your motherfucking in the air And if you don't give a we don't give a fuck Wave your motherfucking in the air
Check it out, it's Rage, for the breakdown Take down, when it to the mic I'm putting my weight down And that's 175 pounds of Beating yo' ass down to the Fool, act like ya I'm on Death Row with no where to go, so What's a to do out a crew, or two, a few, what you want to do?
Throw your guns in the motherfucking air, we care (Niggas don't give a nigga) nothing at all, just my Doggs and clocking the grip bitch (Niggas don't a fuck nigga) That's why I can kick it so tuff, 'cause times get ruff, my (Niggas don't a fuck nigga) The clique I'm with, don't give a shit, ya know (Real niggaz don't a fuck)
To all my and my niggas Wave your motherfucking in the air To all my and my niggas Wave your motherfucking in the air To all my and my niggas And if you give a shit Like we give a shit your motherfucking fingers in the air